I'm sad with the way that I am I'm turning away from the past, oohh I'm lookin' for a better place I'm lonely but findin' my way around Around,around, Around,around
So long, I'm sick of history repeating it; Because it keeps turning me around. So long, I'm sick of history repeating it; Because it keeps turning me around.
It's starting to push at my mind Forget all the things that I took with me I'm throwing away all my dreams Dreams, Dreams, Dreams,
So long, I'm sick of history repeating it; Because it keeps turning me around. So long, I'm sick of history repeating it; Because it keeps turning me around.